"Your Majesty also knows about this?" There was some surprise in the look behind Wutong's mask.
"It's almost spread all over the city, how could I not know about it?"
"That's true... But it's hard to change this matter. After all, Dao Hen Ordinary Weapons are not comparable to other weapons. And I have also seen the special Ordinary Weapons of the Demon Weapon Pavilion. Although they are special, they are really useless."
At this point, Wutong saw his Majesty shaking his head slightly.
“I don’t think it’s that simple.”
Wutong also heard some different meanings in the empress's words.
"Your Majesty, are you interested in the Demon Sect's Holy Son?"
"I just think he's a little interesting, that's all... I don't mean to be attracted to him. I don't have that kind of feelings for someone younger than me."
Wutong was a little confused. She didn't say that His Majesty was interested in the Holy Son of the Demon Sect.
After a little consideration, she decided not to pursue it further and changed the topic:
"If your majesty cares about today's results, I can go to Night Crow to get the spy's information."
"No need... Never mind, just go ahead."
The empress finally agreed to Wutong's proposal.
Seeing the masked woman disappear from her sight, she let out a soft sigh.
"That Demon Sect Saint is no simple person..."
In fact, she had already known today's result through her own means.
The Magic Weapon Pavilion won a great victory.
After defeating the ordinary Dao Hen mortal soldiers of Daoqi Pavilion, he also defeated the Daoqi Pavilion's [Tian Yan] Dao Hen mortal soldiers.
It has truly become the most famous weapon refining pavilion in the royal city.
… …
Inside the Taoist Pavilion.
As the Pavilion Master, Lin Qingfeng's face was very gloomy at this moment.
After learning that the first group of monks he sent out had been defeated, he immediately sent out the second group of monks after understanding the situation.
The cultivation levels of this group of cultivators are comparable to those of the Demonic Weapon Pavilion's staff, and the ordinary weapons they use have been changed to their most proud [Tian Yan] Dao Hen ordinary weapons.
Because he had obtained the so-called intelligence that "the gun is faster than the opponent seven steps away", this time he specifically instructed this group of monks to fight quickly and decisively, and to close the distance as quickly as possible to defeat the opponent.
But it still failed.
This time, the second half of the previous intelligence was transmitted back.
Within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate.
Lin Qingfeng's face turned green.
Why? Why could the Magic Weapon Pavilion create such a strange mortal weapon in such a short time? Why was the effect of the mortal weapon so strange and powerful
Ordinary Qi-refining monks are simply unable to resist those special effects. Even if they can barely hold on with willpower, their combat effectiveness will also drop significantly, allowing the opponent to fire a few more shots.
Thinking that the Daoqi Pavilion would be completely surpassed by the Moqi Pavilion from today onwards, and that he would become the sinner of the Daoqi Pavilion and be criticized by others, Lin Qingfeng's face turned pale again.
He regretted it.
He regretted why he was blinded by lard and was determined to go against the Magic Weapon Pavilion.
Yes... Why did he want to go against the Magic Weapon Pavilion
Lin Qingfeng's eyes widened.
"It's you... It's you! What did you do to me! What on earth did you do to me!?"
He looked like a madman, with bloodshot eyes, staring at a corner of the room.
A small cloud of blood mist floated in a corner where there was nothing.
"Tsk, is this the end of the effect? This [Delusion] given by the bald guy is really a useless thing."
Some sharp sounds came out from the blood mist.
Section 1#Volume 1#Chapter 51 Shushu I love money the most
"You... who the hell are you?!"
Lin Qingfeng gathered spiritual power in his hands and held a magical sword in his hand, as if he would strike the opponent with the sword as long as the blood mist moved.
But he heard another voice coming from the blood mist.
"Amitabha, Mr. Rat, you messed up the task I entrusted to you."
Buddhism
Lin Qingfeng widened his eyes, not sure whether he should chop down with the sword in his hand.
"Stop talking nonsense. It's because the things you gave me are too useless! You didn't say that after using this [Delusion], the person who is affected will be filled with obsession and their mind will be affected!"
The sharp voice at the beginning spoke again, with a slightly impatient tone: "And who would have thought that this guy is so useless. The number one weapon refining pavilion in the royal city can't even compare to the magic weapon pavilion!"
"Amitabha, this is not the fault of that little donor. Even I did not expect that he could break the previous situation in such a short time."
"Since you can't blame him, then you certainly can't blame me either. I did everything you said."
Lin Qingfeng, who was listening to the strange voices talking, could not understand the meaning of the words at all.
But he understood that this was the culprit that had put him in his current situation.
"Damn it... No matter if you are a Buddhist or some other kind of devil, just die!"
The powerless and furious sword chopped down with spiritual power.
But it did not cause any fluctuations.
Even after passing through the blood mist, not a trace was left on the ground.
(No way... this is impossible!)
Logically speaking, the ground could not have remained intact after being hit with all his strength, and should have even been completely shattered.
In this way, even if he was no match for this strange blood mist, he would still have the opportunity to call other people in the Daoqi Pavilion.
At least you can buy yourself time to escape.
But the scene happening before his eyes now seemed so unreal.
"You are so noisy. You think you can show off your little skills in front of me? I will suck all your blood, flesh and spiritual energy dry!"
The sharp voice seemed a little angry.
The other party's words also made Lin Qingfeng's scalp tingle, and a chill rushed straight to his head.
"Amitabha, it is better for the donor not to commit the sin of killing."
"Humph, you think you can stop me from killing people with your knowledge? We are just partners with you. Even though I failed this time, I helped you once, and the cost was not small. I haven't been outside the city to cause trouble these days, and I need a life to make up for the loss."
Going to be killed
An unspeakable fear surged in Lin Qingfeng's heart.
"I am not trying to stop Donor Rat, but if he dies today and his life tablet is shattered, I am afraid it will alarm the Taoist sect, which will be disadvantageous to you."
"… Then just inhale half of it and let him hold his breath."
"Good."
The blood mist suddenly expanded.
Lin Qingfeng had no way to react and immediately lost consciousness.
His body gradually began to dry up and his breath became weaker.
After doing all this, the blood mist slowly shrank and the sound came out from it again.
"What should I do now? Although your plan has nothing to do with me, we agreed before that even if it fails, you will not reduce my compensation by a single cent."
"Don't worry, don't tell lies. I have a new thing I want you to do... This is a different price."
The blood mist became noticeably brighter.
"As long as the price is right, everything is fine! However, I also have my own mission to accomplish..."
"Don't worry, Mr. Rat. This matter can also help you complete your mission. Let me tell you..."
After a moment, the blood mist became brighter.
"This is a great idea! But you have to pay the price!"
This time, the sharp voice received no response.
"It's time for the consciousness to dissipate..."
"But I don't think these bald guys would dare to lie to me."
"Hehe... one price, two prices..."
"As for me, Rat, I love money the most."
… …
dusk.
The Magic Weapon Pavilion at this moment.
All the Magic Weapon Pavilion personnel have returned here.
This strategic victory allowed Luo Wusheng to generously give his employees half a day off.
The four young clerks all had smiles on their faces at this time, sitting in the pavilion and chatting with each other excitedly, even the honest Old Wang, who usually did not show any expression on his face.
The five weapon refiners refused to give up their weapon refining career and were still busy on the fourth floor.
Luo Wusheng and others sitting on the third floor could hear voices like "It feels so good" and "Senior brother, come and try this" coming from upstairs from time to time.
Luo Wusheng was in a good mood and didn't bother to care about this group of weirdos.
Everyone has the right to choose their own life, right
At this time, Bai Xiaoyao was standing obediently beside Luo Wusheng, holding the popcorn given to her by her senior brother.
She was slightly addicted.
Looking at his junior sister like this, Luo Wusheng sighed in his heart, but suddenly remembered milk tea, which is a killer for girls, so he decided to make a cup for his junior sister next time.
Before this, I still owed the witch a piece of black stockings.
Although there may not be many opportunities for him to fight personally, after all, he is the Holy Son of the Demon Sect and his cultivation is not low. No one will have nothing to do but to provoke him. In this way, there is no rush to charge [Wuxiang].
But thinking about the chaos that was about to happen in the royal city in the original plot, and thinking about the bald coachman he had seen before, Luo Wusheng felt that it would be a good idea to make more preparations.
Opportunities only come to those who are prepared.
Just like this time when he defeated Daoqi Pavilion, even though every step seemed incredible in the eyes of outsiders, the result of every step was within his expectations.
He felt a little excited when he thought that the great thing he was about to do would spread throughout the entire royal city and eventually reach the ears of the person in the imperial palace.
This time, he will definitely be able to meet the empress!
If I don't receive any communication from the imperial palace in the next few days, I will just follow the previous schedule.
Add some special events.
(If possible, I will have a celebration banquet tonight to get closer to the employees; tomorrow I will start making a gift for Bai Xiaoyao. I wonder what kind of alluring demon girl with black silk stockings is...)
(By the way, I’ve worked so hard, can I go to Hongyan Tower to listen to some music as a reward for myself?)
Luo Wusheng thought happily.
Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and looked at Bai Xiaoyao who also sensed something.
Someone is coming.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
There was only one person who came, and he still remembered this aura.